Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 688 Where the light is, the yearning of the heart.

Chapter 688 Where the light is, the yearning of the heart.

Su Baiyue's heart seemed to be stuffed with a fire, as long as he mentioned that person's name, it would immediately ignite, almost burning the sky.

To him, the name Su Moran was a scar on his heart, just thinking about it, it was like tearing off a scab, dripping with blood.

Just like Baili Qingyi and Baili Xi, he and Su Moran grew up together.

The four of them are all orphans, and they don't know where they come from or who their surnames are. They only know that as long as they can remember, there is only each other by their side.

Baili Qingyi and Baili Xi were raised as killers. They crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses, their hands were covered with blood, and they stepped on the corpses of countless people. They finally stood out and became the most powerful killers of the Wu Clan, Deadpool.

But Su Baiyue and Su Moran are different, they are more outstanding than ordinary children, it is a pity to use them as killers, so their path is different from that of Baili Qingyi and the others from the beginning.

If you want to stay with high-ranking and powerful people, you have to be a canary. Martial arts are too high for sure, not to mention that practicing martial arts will make your skin dry and cracked, and calluses will grow on your hands. How can it work.

Therefore, the two of them only learned a little superficially since they were young, as long as they can defend themselves and protect themselves, most of the time, they are learning the art of charm, which, in layman's terms, is to seduce people.

The Wu people are willing to spend their money on them, whether it is the clothes they wear or the things they use, they choose the best, and the cost of food and clothing is a hundred times better than others, as if they were raised by the princes of the family.

At that time, Su Baiyue didn't know why the Wu Clan did this, and he was very happy in his heart, thinking that he had picked up a big bargain. He was just a beggar on the street, but when he came to the Wu Clan, he became a nobleman.

Although the underground palace doesn't see the sun, the moon, flowers and plants all year round, he is already satisfied, it's better than starving to death on the street.

On the day Su Baiyue was brought to the underground palace, the first person he met was Su Moran. That boy looked five or six years old, but he was even more beautiful than a fairy boy.

He looked at Su Moran, stood there stupidly, even forgot to blink, forgot to breathe, and there was only one thought in his mind, how could there be such a beautiful child in the world.

Su Moran was wearing a moon-white brocade cotton gown, her fine and soft black hair spread out like spring water, and her snow-colored skin was covered with mist.

He was standing in the corridor, his delicate little face was covered with a thin layer of almost transparent tender powder, his indescribably beautiful eyebrows, and his thin red lips were so beautiful that they almost didn't look like they should be in this world.

Su Baiyue didn't dare to move his feet. He grabbed the corners of the tattered clothes with cramped hands, trying to hide himself. At that time, he had just been brought back, wearing tattered clothes, his face was dirty, and he was like a little boy Like clay figurines.

At that moment, he knew what a world of difference was.

Compared with Su Moran, that person is the bright moon in the sky, while he is just a swamp underground.

He was obviously so dirty, and he tried his best to shrink himself into a thin strip, so as not to let him see his embarrassing side.

But Su Moran smiled at him, and walked forward, he held his hand, opened his thin lips, revealing his teeth as bright as pomegranate rice, and his eyes were full of spring light.

"Hello, my name is Su Moran. From now on, you will live with me. Would you like to?"

Looking at him, Su Baiyue felt that it was not a person in front of him, but a graceful and beautiful peony, shining in the clouds.

He even forgot to breathe, a heart was about to jump out of his chest as he approached, he just kept nodding.

Being able to live with such a fairy-like child must be the high incense that he has burned for eight lifetimes.

That was the scene when Su Baiyue saw Su Moran for the first time, like a painting, it was deeply imprinted in his heart, and he would never forget it.

Even with the passage of time, not only did the painting not fade, but it became more vivid. Every time he thought of it, he was filled with joy and tears streaming down his face, tormenting his heart for life and death.

At that time, Su Baiyue didn't have this name yet, and he also forgot what he was called when he was a beggar. It seems that he didn't have a name, and everyone called him little beggar.

This name was given to him by Su Moran. On the first night when he went to the underground palace of the Wu Clan, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

After changing the environment and meeting a little person like a fairy again, how could it be possible to fall asleep so easily, I am afraid that everything is just a dream, and when I wake up, nothing will exist.

He was lying on the big comfortable bed with his eyes open. It was the first time he slept on a soft bed. He used to nest in the corner of the ruined temple, crowded with a group of smelly people. Sometimes there were too many people. And be thrown out by those adult beggars.

It all seemed like a dream.

The most memorable thing is that just when he was about to survive the night with his eyes open, a head popped out of the quilt.

Su Mo's ink-stained hair was loose and he was wearing an undershirt. He got into his quilt at some point, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Can I sleep with you? I'm so lonely by myself, I've never had a partner, and I want to talk to you."

Thunder was rolling in Su Baiyue's heart, and he didn't dare to open his mouth, for fear that his beating heart would jump out of his throat when he opened his mouth, so he kept nodding.

Su Moran lay side by side with him, facing each other, with curved lips and a slight smile, bright eyebrows, like a painting.

"What's your name? I don't know your name yet."

Su Baiyue was surrounded by his fiery gaze, almost suffocated, his eyes flickered slightly, he bit his lips tightly, extremely nervous.

"I, I don't have a name."

The little man on the opposite side was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand to stroke his hair, as if to comfort him.

"I heard that when I first came here, I didn't have a name. Many people here didn't have a name when they first came here, so you don't have to be sad. How about I give you a name?"

Su Baiyue nodded like pounding garlic, his heart beat like a drum, and his eyelashes were trembling.

Su Moran's eyes rolled, and there was a smile in his eyes, as if the fireflies in the sky were dazzling.

"Why don't you have the same surname as me? My name is Su Moran, and your name is Su Baiyue, how about? One black and one white, it sounds like a good brother. From now on, you will be my best friend."

best friend.

Having his own name and first friend, Su Baiyue was even more excited, his heart was beating wildly, and he was sweating profusely.

"I, I like this name very much. If, if we become good friends, will we never be separated for the rest of our lives?"

Su Moran thought about it seriously, slightly raised her water-colored lips, and nodded solemnly.

"Well, we will never be separated for the rest of our lives."

Sometimes Su Baiyue always thinks, if he was led to the underground palace back then, what he met was not Su Moran but someone else, or he had never met anyone, maybe he would live in the dark all his life, in the cold and damp underground palace Inside, alive like moss.

But how lucky he was to meet Su Moran, who was the sunshine of his life.

Where the light is, where the heart is yearning.

(End of this chapter)